☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ½
Winter
Sleep (2014) – N. B. Ceylan
There is much to chew on in Nuri Bilge
Ceylan’s three hour palme d’or winning character study of a rich self-satisfied
man too unable to feel empathy for those around him. Haluk Bilginer fully inhabits the
small-minded man (named Aydin, or “Intellectual” in Turkish) who wants to see
himself in larger-than-life terms but in fact is the epitome of Sartre’s
concept of bad faith. He pretends not to
notice the hardships and dissatisfaction of those around him and his role in
their fates. He allows an intermediary
to repossess a TV and furniture from his tenants and to threaten them with
eviction. He traps his younger wife into a secluded life where she is unable to
pursue her own ambitions and he condescendingly meddles when she tries. But Ceylan asks more questions than he
answers. When the wife attempts to act in good faith by donating money to
charity and to others who she thinks are needy, has she done the wrong thing or
the right thing? More than once, it is
suggested that she just seeks to assuage her own guilt at being well-off and it
seems that hand-outs probably don’t allow the recipient to retain enough dignity
to be acceptable. Apparently based
loosely on Chekhov, the themes are mulled over through conversation after
conversation, many ending in bitterness.
Through it all, Aydin has his defences up, even as he seems to be
acknowledging his own flaws – an easy trick that anyone can play. Perhaps this is why the title refers to
hibernation and Ceylan sets the film in Turkey’s rocky and isolated Cappadocia
region; this is a man who has receded into himself, no longer willing to accept
that he should act differently or to pay attention to the world around him and
the other people in it (aside from his perception of what they are or should
be). Finally, even without all these
ideas swirling around, the film would be worth seeing just for the stunning
cinematography: amazing snowy landscapes
and cosy fire-lit interiors abound. And
I’m still chewing.
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